!THIS FANFIC CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR KIRBY PLANET ROBOBOT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Also I spoiled the game for myself Now I'm even more hyped for the game to come out in June (also screw you Nintendo for making the release day pretty much two months after Japan's release).

Anyway, onward

AGAIN SPOILERS. IF YOU WANT TO SPOIL YOURSELF that's great that's what I did BUT IF YOU DON'T, TURN AWAY AND GO DO SOMETHING ELSE
Also I slightly ship Meta and Susie :3

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Chapter 1

The ground was fully encased in thick metal, as the few bare spots of real grass slowly became metal as well. Susie glanced down at the ground, her eyes flashing. The plan was working. The planet would be fully covered in about 3 days, giving them plenty of time to tell the natives what was going on.

That wasn't what she was doing, though. When they had arrived, two forces, smaller but just as strong, had tried to fend this land, and she had been sent to recover anything from a massive battleship they had shot down. She was also looking for anyone; a person that was possibly on the ship. Orders had been clear that any living native from the ship was to be either cloned or brought back by force to be mechanized. The robotic woman sighed, as she was pretty sure that anyone in the ship would have been killed upon impact with the ground.

If that had happened, she would have failed her leader.

She rounded one of the mechanical spires and saw something off in the distance; it was the battleship from earlier, but it showed no signs of being damaged. There was no smoke, fire, or visible dents to the ship at all. Susie blinked, casting a glance behind her. If the ship wasn't destroyed, someone had clearly fixed it before she came to examine it; she could be being followed by that person. Seeing nothing, she continued forward, senses on high alert.

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The ship was closer than she thought; and realized how much smaller it was compared to the company's ship. A simple warship, with visible and past repairs on the wings, Susie typed in her findings into her small tablet she was ordered to carry. Her keen eyes looked over the ship one more time; no damage whatsoever. And also, to Susie's disappointment, no person to be seen. Her mind raced as she came to the fact that she had failed; her punishment granted to be whatever her leader wanted it to be. She had seen others killed, tortured, banished and mechanized to the point that they couldn't move before, and all had failed to do their work properly.

"You are not a failure," She breathed out aloud, before she started closer to the ship. Susie's eyes searched the black-purple painted ship for a possible window or doorway. If she was to find anything, she would have to risk it by going into the ship, where anything could be hiding. After a bit, she found the only damage on the ship; a small, broken window, were the sharp shards of glass where oddly soaked with blood. Someone's been here since it crashed, Susie thought, running her gloved hand over the sharp glass, the blood deep crimson in color, and still smelled fresh.

Climbing carefully through the window, Susie entered the dark battleship. The ship was only lit up by a few, slightly flickering lights, and sunlight from the very few windows that lined some of the hallways. Starting down one of the hallways, the woman eyed to walls; some had boxes piled up in tall piles that nearly reached the ceiling, while a bunch of empty frames for photographs weakly hung, some fallen over due to the crash. Her gaze widened when she shined her tablet's light onto one of the walls. Something was written on the walls, in marker. The handwriting wasn't incredibly neat, but it read,

What have you done now?

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps sounded from behind Susie, causing her to freeze up immediately. She turned around, and didn't see anything behind her, causing her to panic a bit more; someone was watching her. Suddenly, something fell on her. Thrown to the ground, Susie tried to get up but winced as she saw the clear outline of a weapon, aimed at her. Turning her head over, she could barely see the outline of someone, who's only feature was glowing, golden eyes. The person's eyes suddenly flashed a dark, crimson red.

"Who are you and what are you doing here, trespasser?"

The person, clearly male, snarled in a low voice, his eyes still burning red. Susie rolled her eyes, as she retorted, "Maybe, if you let me get up, I'll tell you!" The man's crimson eyes returned to solid gold as he took a step back, giving room for Susie to pick herself off the ground. Shaking her head, she turned and glared at the man. After a pause, the man's harsh voice rang out again, "I would like to know who you are!" Susie glared at him, trying to make her blue eyes narrow and cruel. He was trying to scare her, and she was clearly falling into his plan.

"I am a member of the Haltmann Wo-"

"So you are one of them?" The man's voice dropped into a snarl on "them". He weaved himself closer to Susie, his harsh eyes never leaving hers. His weapon was once again in his hand; it looked more like a sword now that she had seen it up close. "I would like to know your name and position of that company," He growled, through his clenched teeth. Susie gulped; why was she willing to give up personal information to a native who had no right to ask her questions?

"Susie. My name is Susie, and I am the executive assistant of the Haltmann Works Company," Susie responded, showing no fear in her voice. The man looked at her oddly, before growling, "Let me ask you a question, Susie," He took a step forward, and the sound of his weapon scrapping the ground made her ears ring, "Why do you think you have the rights to be here?" His growl made her flinch, but she shrugged it off.

"I had no choice but to come here. I had specific orders to follow, and I cannot disobey."

"Loyal, are you? But you lack common sense…"

The man suddenly turned around, before walking down the hallway, out of view of Susie. Suddenly, the lights came on, but the man was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, his voice snarled from the other end of the hallway. "Trespassing can get you killed." Susie whirled around, coming face to face with the tip of a spiked, golden sword. The man was holding it right up to her face.

He was a puffball; one of the universes most powerful yet small creatures. His skin was dark, navy blue, contrasting his golden eyes that glared at her through a narrow visor on his silver mask. He wore grey shoulder pads, on with a distinct "M" on his right one. The thing that caught her eye the most were two, delicate looking bat-like wings he had, both dark purple-black in color, with a single claw at the tip of each wing. She also noticed a small wound on his left arm that was slightly bleeding.

Susie nodded, before turning back. "Yes, I understand that now," She turned to face him again, "The reason why I came in was because I saw blood on one of your windows," Susie's mind crawled with anger as she failed to mention that fact that she would be punished if she didn't find anything. The man's eyes slightly softened at the remark, catching Susie off guard. His eyes grew cold once again.

"My issues are not yours to care about," His voice trailed off slightly, before he sighed, "But thank you for your concern, even though it wasn't needed," Susie blinked, and twirled her hair in her finger. Why is he being nice all of a sudden? "Your welcome. I am sorry about your ship, and me trespassing," Susie stated, before she started off towards the way she came in.

"If I were you, I'd use a door," The man remarked, before adding, "There is a door near the end of this hallway. I can show you where it is." Susie blinked, but nodded. His change in personality was shocking, but she didn't want to climb out of a window again. She followed him in silence, before he opened a door, letting the light of the outside back in. The man muttered something under his breath, before turning back to Susie, and saying, "I hope you have a good reason for changing our planet," She started out the door, wanting to say that they had a good reason.

Did they have the best reason to do this? She didn't feel that business was the correct answer to tell him.

Susie blinked, as her eyesight adjusted to the light once again. How long had she been with this man? "Also, in case you were wondering," The man added, as Susie turned. His golden eyes were… blank and suddenly unreadable. "I'm Meta Knight."

She nodded, before turning and starting back the way she came. This man, Meta Knight, was someone the company would be interested in using for their projects; her mind suddenly felt strained. She didn't want to turn him in… He was different, for some reason. You have too. She told herself, but something told her that she didn't have too; this was the first time she felt mercy for someone.

Done.
I plan to make this based off trust, and not ship these two too much (I see them as best friends also)
I plan on making this not too long, but long enough

Review (they make me pleased) and thanks for reading